Sweet relief,
Words pouring from the soul,
Flaring across the page
In a spidery scrawl of ink.
Dizzying, dreamlike,
Each letter a weight lifted
From the depths of the mind.
Kept in a locked box,
A treasure chest of secrets, pain
Finally flying free.
Memories flow from my fingertips,
Faster than the speed of light,
Never ending, never silenced.
As long as I can write, I am free.
YOU ARE READING
still surviving
PoetryA collection of poems and diary entries from the diary of a girl with mental illness. These are the words unspoken, the raw reality of fighting against your own mind in the battle for recovery. Some content may be triggering for some readers, partic...
